The Scandal | VSOO

thirty-nine | together

Third Person POV

A groan escaped Jisoo as she buried herself deeper beneath the blankets, blindly reaching around the bed in search of her phone that had been vibrating nonstop for the past minute.

Her head hurt. Everything felt warm. Comfortable.

Without opening her eyes, she finally grabbed the phone from somewhere near the pillow and answered weakly.

"...What."

"Open the news articles. Right now." Irene's voice sounded dangerously calm.

That alone should've alarmed her immediately.

Instead, Jisoo frowned sleepily into the pillow.

"It's six in the morning," she mumbled hoarsely. "People with jobs should be asleep too."

"Jisoo." Something in Irene's tone made her pause.

Slowly, Jisoo forced one eye open. Only then did she realize something felt... unfamiliar.

The room was darker than hers. The scent surrounding her wasn't hers either.

And the arm lazily wrapped around her waist definitely did not belong to her.

Jisoo froze completely.

Her eyes widened slowly before she turned her head.

Taehyung. Naked.

Hair messy against the pillow, face relaxed, one arm securely around her like it naturally belonged there.

The memories from last night hit her all at once.

The restaurant, the argument outside, crying, confessing, kissing.

And then somehow ending up back at Taehyung's apartment afterward.

Jisoo immediately sat upright in horror. Beside her, Taehyung groaned quietly from the sudden movement.

"What happened?" he mumbled sleepily.

But Jisoo was already panicking.

"Irene sounds homicidal."

"What?"

"IRENE SOUNDS HOMICIDAL."

"Jisoo," Irene's voice snapped sharply through the phone speaker. "Do you finally want to explain why Dispatch uploaded photos of you making out with Taehyung outside the restaurant?

Silence.

Complete silence.

Jisoo slowly lowered the phone from her ear.

Then looked at Taehyung. Then back at the phone.

"...Oh."

Taehyung's eyes finally opened properly.

"...Oh?"

"Oh?!" Irene nearly screamed through the speaker. "That's your response?!"

Jisoo immediately pulled the blanket over half her face in pure regret.

"Okay wait—"

"No actually don't speak yet," Irene cut her off dramatically. "Because I genuinely want to know what part of your brain stopped functioning last night."

"How did you think it was safe to be kissing like that in public, when you know damn well there were paparazzis near by?!"

Taehyung, now fully awake, quietly rubbed his face while listening beside her.

Jisoo looked ready to evaporate.

"There are over seven million tweets about you right now," Irene continued. "Your fans are panicking. His fans are panicking. The drama fans think this is a publicity stunt. The media thinks you secretly got back together months ago."